Breaking Verisimilitude: Crocodile Dentist
Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 3:51 am
Okay, the other day I came across a picture of the old children's game, Crocodile Dentist, and it got me thinking. What a load of bullshit.
So everyone plays the role of a dentist. A really fucking incompetent one, who apparently uses no tools other than a pair of pliers, and makes random guesses as to which teeth to extract (and it's always an extraction. Without anaesthetic).
The goal here is to remove the right teeth from the crocodile. I think all but one are acceptable to remove, but it might have been 50/50 or something. Kind of like Russian Roulette, every time you get a safe one, it increases the chances of the next person dying: pull the wrong tooth and the crocodile races forward and bites you.
Now, what kind of crocodile goes to the fucking dentist? I mean seriously, come on, you can't expect me to believe that. And I've never known of a crocodile needing so many teeth removed, either - they have birds to get bits of meat out from between their teeth to prevent decay, they are widely spaced, they tend to not get into fist-fights that result in teeth getting chipped... in fact, they've probably weeded out the "crappy teeth" gene, given they're the evolutionary kings.
So seriously. We're supposed to believe that:
A) A crocodile has teeth that bad, that so many need removing
B) The crocodile elects to go to the dentist, and
C) The dentists all take turns poking in its mouth haphazardly without consulting charts or the patient.
Discuss.
So everyone plays the role of a dentist. A really fucking incompetent one, who apparently uses no tools other than a pair of pliers, and makes random guesses as to which teeth to extract (and it's always an extraction. Without anaesthetic).
The goal here is to remove the right teeth from the crocodile. I think all but one are acceptable to remove, but it might have been 50/50 or something. Kind of like Russian Roulette, every time you get a safe one, it increases the chances of the next person dying: pull the wrong tooth and the crocodile races forward and bites you.
Now, what kind of crocodile goes to the fucking dentist? I mean seriously, come on, you can't expect me to believe that. And I've never known of a crocodile needing so many teeth removed, either - they have birds to get bits of meat out from between their teeth to prevent decay, they are widely spaced, they tend to not get into fist-fights that result in teeth getting chipped... in fact, they've probably weeded out the "crappy teeth" gene, given they're the evolutionary kings.
So seriously. We're supposed to believe that:
A) A crocodile has teeth that bad, that so many need removing
B) The crocodile elects to go to the dentist, and
C) The dentists all take turns poking in its mouth haphazardly without consulting charts or the patient.
Discuss.
